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Footnote: Tanka While Dreaming Of My Lady's Stockinged Feet
[approximately 2am, EST, November 3, 2018]
Preparing to read
these lines, you slip your stockinged
feet from those platform
sandals. With a coy smile, you
say, "That is so much better."
A certain brand of
nylons provides ultimate
softeness---to: your feet;
my eagerly upturned face; and
my lips, bestowing kisses.
Even the newly
cut grass eagerly spreads its
stain---fragrant and green---
across your sheer-sheathed soles; your
feet as eagerly shoeless.
Kyakuchuu
